Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

A few people talk.

Kirara's black hair turned into grayish white abruptly, and the skin on his body also showed a dark red due to excessive congestion.

Paired with those bloody eyes, this kind of temperament and spirit...

He patted the dust on his body and stood up again, just like the demons that descended on the earth according to the rumors.

"Demonization has appeared again."

Gan Zhenzhi stopped the garden pen he was recording, and raised his eyes. For a while, the glasses on the bridge of his nose flashed a few strange rays.

Last time, when Chiehara first challenged shirt Yu, he briefly showed this state.

Stronger physical fitness, and tennis style has become more cunning and cruel, like the birth of a second personality.

I turned to my previous evaluation of Chiya Kirihara, and then added a few sentences again: The negative effects of demonization have still not been eliminated, and there is a greater burden on the body.

After quickly writing, he looked at Liu Lianji on the opposite side of the court. He didn't believe in Liu, who was known as a doctor. He has not discovered the drawbacks of this state.

Speaking of which growth can make good use of this state, I am afraid that it is the man who looks like a monster like Ice Emperor...

Akutsu suddenly appeared in Qian's mind.

"I want to dye you completely red!"

Ho!

Chiehara yelled, but the thrown tennis ball made a flat serve cunningly.

Echizen was shocked by the speed of Ultimate.

"It's very similar to that person's state."

Echizen pursed his mouth.

Except for the pressure of the absence of wild beasts, the appearance of the original cut and the tingling sensation when playing, all made him have a feeling of returning to the big game.

Snapped!

Echizen condensed his mind, quickly caught up with the tennis ball, and pulled straight backhand.

The tennis ball draws a golden trajectory, directly trying to fall to the dead end of the bottom line.

"Hey, I caught it!"

Huh!

Kirara, wearing a training suit, grinned, as if premeditated, he hurried to the top of the tennis flight path.

Raise your hand and shoot.

Demonized power poured out in a moment.

Boom!

Echizen was directly hit in the abdomen by this smash, and there was a touch of pain on his face, and the whole person squatted down with some difficulty.

"The game has just begun now."

He cut his eyes and stood in front of the net, his eyes staring at Echizen and turning around, and then he burst into laughter. With his extremely rampant posture, the members of Qingxue's side frowned.

Even Coach Ryugasaki, who is the referee, frowned.

The aggressiveness that Kirara showed now was a bit too strong.

"Echizen."

Taocheng yelled with concern from the side.

He didn't expect that this smelly sea leader would still look like this after his transformation.

"I'm fine."

Taking a deep breath, the farther ahead slowly stood up.

Compared with the soreness and pain caused by previous failures, this pain in the body now is nothing.

"Hehehe, that's right."

Kirara smiled strangely on the other side, and the tennis ball twisted at his knuckles again.

He bounced the tennis ball up to send it.

The next moment, the front short of the racket net buckled hard behind the side of the irregularly twisted tennis ball.

Bang!

The tennis ball that fell on the bottom line raised a cloud of smoke and dust.

After a moment of snorting, he bounced towards Echizen's cheek with a single snorting.

Seeing the tennis ball getting closer and closer, Echizen still stood there blankly, with a cruel smile on Kiehara's face.

But soon.

He can only keep his eyes open.

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and a red and yellow pike flashed from under his hip.

And he just... didn't react at all.

"Hey, your tennis is really bad."

The dazzling brilliance burst out from the little Echizen, and the ball just now was directly slapped back by the strong breath that briefly appeared on his left hand.

The double blowback... and the unabashedly sharp words made Kirara Akaya's red eyes sway slightly.

"What are you kidding?"

Soon, he yelled again in anger.

Bang!

"2-4!"

Bang!

"5-3!"

...

"almost."

Echizen swept away the figure who was already sweating profusely, and his heart was softly certain.

Although his own stamina is consumed a lot, but compared to the opposite...

Bang!

It's another ball of smoke and dust.

The tennis ball landed directly on the bottom line where Kirara was best at, and then a white light was drawn and the ball flew out.

"Echizen scored, 40-15!"

Hearing Ryugasaki Sumire's sentence, Kirihara was a little stunned, "Am I going to lose...?"

He didn't know when, another voice rang out from the bottom of his heart.

Echizen in the backcourt gently patted the tennis ball in his hand.

Quietly, his racket was swapped back to his right hand again.

This state is really troublesome.

He glanced across his arms, and although there was still a milky white breath, he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

The foot strength has been reduced too much.

Echizen thought about the two games he had just lost. If he hadn't planned better than Kirara from the start, I'm afraid the outcome would still be unclear.

After all, he knows how to break with one pair of feet, and cut the original is not bad at all.

But in the demonized state, the speed of cutting the original has increased greatly.

Or transfer from hands to feet?

A gleam of aura flashed across his heart.

Many questions may have correct and specific answers to him from the beginning.

Bang!

A golden light fell to the ground.

After a few sniffs, he flicked towards Kirara's profile at high speed.

He was thinking about a certain answer, and after feeling a strong wind, his head deflected subconsciously.

Feeling the breeze blowing by his ears, Qi Yuan was stunned in place.

The blood faded slowly, and emerald green eyes reappeared in his eye sockets.

He lost.

However, even he himself didn't notice that his hair and skin on his body were still that terrifyingly different color.

...

"See you next time!"

"Goodbye nationwide."

The Sitianbao Temple bid farewell to the people of the Ice Emperor. After the two teams intensively trained, they finally made some people feel better.

At the same time, the name Toyama Kintaro also remained in the hearts of Bingdi's second grade.

Especially for Hiyiro, who was trained as the next minister, Kintaro's performance during the training camp can only be described in one word.

Rapid progress!

He is a natural sponge, quickly absorbing all kinds of tennis experiences from everyone.

And because of this instinct, he might not even notice it.

"Don't look at it, since you have something in your heart, then keep working hard in that direction."

Top Yuu patted Ri Jiruo on the shoulder.

Their Ice Emperor should also set off.

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